He drew me

And I fought

I would not let go

And leave all this

I would not

I fought and cried

Only tiring myself out

And he sat calmly

Not saying a word

Drawing me

Ever so close

With just his presence


My eyes grew heavy

And the light grew dim

Until the very last slit of light

Faded as my eyes closed

And my body fell to sleep


He won me over

He lured me

I fighting all the way

But now as I enter sleep

I find it the most

Delightful place to be

For although sleep

Overtook me

I am not asleep

And that is the glory

Of making a dream

Come true


Author: Krista

One with Christ

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